Janson treated them to lunch the next day before they had to get back on their bus. They went to a nice place, a nice restaurant with large windows and fancy chairs. Janson told them to order whatever they wanted, so Thomas got salmon, Teresa got a sandwich as big as her head, Minho got more food than he probably could eat and Newt got some type of fish that he said was popular in England.

Thomas sat next to Teresa in the booth. Minho and Newt shared the other side while Janson sat in a chair on the end.

Thomas decided that Janson was weird, he was really into his work and was oddly particular about it. He babbled on about details as they stuffed their faces with their overly priced meals.

"Your instagram," Janson started. "Who runs it?"

"Tommy's sister," Newt said.

"I think you should post some more pictures of Thomas and Teresa. At least just a few, people are going to start noticing you guys, the relationship should be established early. We can answer the question of why Thomas is on the tour before it's even asked."

Newt locked his jaw, frowning hard.

Minho noticed and gently squeezed his arm.

"Okay," Teresa said, breaking the weird tension in the air. "We'll do that."

Newt forced a forkful of food into his mouth, scowling at the table as he did so.

"Anyways," Janson clasped his hands together. "I was thinking about new music, you put your album out almost a year ago right?"

Minho nodded.

"Are you working on anything new?"

"Newt has a bunch of songs started, they're all really good. We were gonna get about fourteen and put out the second album then."

Janson nodded happily. "That sounds good. Can we aim to get it out maybe a few months afters this tour ends at the latest."

Nods went around. Janson flagged over a waiter and asked for the bill to be put on his account whatever that meant.

"Well I'm satisfied," Janson said as he stood up and buttoned his coat. "If we have anything further to discuss, you have my number." With a wave, he was gone.

For a little while it was just silence, no one spoke until Newt dropped his fork and frowned saying, "I don't like him."

Minho and Teresa both looked at him. "Dude he got us on Blink 182's tour."

"I said I don't like him."

Minho put up his hands in surrender. "Okay, just play nice, the guy knows what he's doing, he can really help us."

"Yeah," Newt said as he looked down.

Thomas gently nudged his leg under the table with his foot. That made Newt smile a bit as he kicked him back.

"I mean like him or not, he just paid for our dinner so at least be satisfied that you took his money."

Newt shook his head at that but his shoulders dropped, the tension gone from them.

"You guys want to get out of here?" Minho asked as he burped and wiped his face with his napkin.

"Yeah, I think I need a nap," Teresa said as she stretched.

"A nap? We haven't left the hotel all day besides this." Minho pointed out.

"You kept me up all night with your kicking!"

Minho cringed slightly. "Sorry. I'll sleep on the floor."

Teresa shook her head. "I'll just tie your legs down."

"Kinky," Newt added in which made them all laugh.

They got up from the table, Teresa intertwining her fingers with Thomas' and smiling at him softly.

As they were leaving the restaurant a small group of guys and girls looking to be about their age stopped them.

"Are you WICKED?" the girl in the front asked. She had long brown hair that curled around her waist and a leather jacket on.

"That's us," Minho said as he looked at them. Thomas counted about five of them. There was three girls and two guys.

The girl smiled as soon as Minho said that. "We we're at the Blink concert last night, you guys are so awesome can we get a picture."

"I'll take it," Thomas said. The dark haired girl handed her his phone.

"You're not in the band right?" one of the other girls asked as she cocked her head. She had really light blonde hair, there was no way it was her natural color.

"No-" Thomas started.

"He's my boyfriend," Teresa cut in as she shot them a smile.

"That's cute."

Thomas waited for them all to pose, Newt put up his peace sign again while Minho made a stupid face and Teresa put her arm around one of the girls. Thomas took a few pictures before they broke up and he handed the girl the phone back.

"How long have you been together?" one of the boys asked. He probably had a boner for Teresa.

"About half a year," Thomas said as he put his hand on Teresa's lower back. A half a year was as long as he and Newt had been dating, it was the first thing that came to mind.

"He's hot," one of the girls said to Teresa which made her laugh.

"Yeah I guess he is," Teresa said as she put her arms around Thomas' waist.

"Not as hot as the guitar player," the blonde girl added in.

"You mean Newt?" Minho asked as he made a face of almost disbelief.

Newt rolled his eyes. "Thanks Minho."

"I told you his name was Newt!" blondie exclaimed to her friends. She smiled at Newt. "Will you take a picture with me?"

Newt agreed, letting the girl put her arm around him for the photo.

The two guys wanted a picture with Teresa and the dark haired girl wanted one with just Minho and of course Minho being Minho, picked her up bridal style for the picture. The girl looked happy about it and asked for him to sign something for her.

"We have an hour to get back to the bus, we should probably go," Teresa said as she checked her phone.

"Yeah we need to head out," Minho agreed as he handed the girl her pen back.

"It was nice meeting you guys," the dark haired girl said as she tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled at Minho.

Minho saluted her and Newt gave them a half wave as the group said goodbye and continued their way down the street.

The hotel was only about a three block walk and it was a nice day so they decided to walk.

Teresa took his hand again, swinging them as they walked. Newt was quiet, looking at the buildings as they passed by. Thomas could tell something was off with him, he wanted to ask him so badly but decided to wait until they were back on the bus.

Minho started off on a rant about how hot that dark haired girl was and if it was morally acceptable to hookup with fans. Thomas was only half listening as Teresa argued back that he shouldn't do that unless he wanted to contract every STD on the planet. Minho rolled his eyes and said of course he'd use a condom and Teresa called him a manwhore which made Minho stick his tongue out at her.

Thomas just wanted to talk to Newt.

As soon as they got back to the bus Newt headed to the back towards the beds. Teresa and Minho exchanged a look while Thomas just followed him.

"Hey," Thomas said softly as Newt sat on the edge of one of the beds.

"Hey Tommy."

"You gonna tell me what's up?"

"Nothing's up," Newt scoffed which definitely confirmed that something was up.

Thomas sat next to him. "Fine, I'll just sit here until you talk to me."

Newt rolled his eyes. "Seriously?"

Thomas nodded. "I've got nothing else to do."

Newt let out a breath and flopped backwards so he was laying down. "It's so stupid."

"Nothing you say is stupid," Thomas said as he laid on his side so he could look at Newt.

"I don't like when Teresa tells people you're her boyfriend."

Thomas' expression softened. "You know she's only doing it to help."

Newt shook his head. "I'm not mad at her. I know she's helping, I mean bloody hell Teresa is great, I just don't like it."

"So you're jealous?"

"I'm not jealous."

"I think you might be jealous."

"It's just annoying!" Newt snapped as he sat up. "I don't care what anyone else thinks, but fuck you're my boyfriend."

"I am your boyfriend."

"Exactly, mine. Not hers." Newt made a little noise in the back of his throat. "It kills me Tommy, she gets to hold your hand and flaunt you around when it should be me doing that."

"It's still you I go back to at the end of the day," Thomas said as he pulled Newt back down. "It's you I kiss, it's you I sleep with, it's you I'm in love with."

"It better be," Newt mumbled as he bumped their noses together. "Maybe I am a little possessive."

"Is that why you don't like Janson?"

Newt shrugged. "Probably, the bullshit about posting pictures with you and Teresa was irritating. He's playing this up so much."

"Does it help if I tell you that you have nothing to be jealous about?"

"No, but it might help if you kiss me."

Thomas huffed out a laugh but kissed him anyways, pressing his lips to Newt's and letting his fingers tangle in his hair.

Newt smiled against his lips and pulled him closer by his t-shirt.

"No more irrational jealousy okay?"

Newt shrugged. "I can't help that I'm a little messed up."

Thomas rolled his eyes.

Newt pursed his lips. "Actually I have a great idea that will definitely help."

"And that i-oh okay yup now you're on top of me."

Newt smiled down at him before sliding his hands up his shirt, gently pulling it up.

"Are we just ignoring the fact that Minho and Teresa are literally a wall over- oh okay that's definitely a yes because you're taking my shirt off." Thomas helped Newt pull his shirt off. He couldn't deny how his heart rate started picking up as Newt ran his hands across his bare skin.

"What exactly are your plans here?" Thomas asked as Newt just smirked at him.

Newt gently tipped his chin up before attaching his lips to his neck. Thomas' eyes fluttered shut and he bit his lip. He should have expected this.

"Just be quiet Tommy," Newt said after he gently kissed over the now sensitive spot on his neck.

"You're gonna make me look like I have a disease," Thomas muttered as Newt smirked.

"That's the plan."

Newt went back to his assault on his neck and Thomas had to bite his lip so hard he drew blood.

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"Oh my god Thomas are you okay?" Minho asked as Thomas walked out of the bed a few hours later. He and Newt fell asleep after their festivities. Thomas woke up first and he woke up starving.

"What?"

Minho couldn't say anything else because he burst out laughing. He was laughing so hard he clasped his hands over his stomach and rolled off the couch.

He heard the toilet flush and Teresa came out of the bathroom, her hand instantly going over her mouth as she did so. "Oh my god."

Thomas looked down at himself, his face instantly flushing red as he did so. Yeah, he forgot about that. Clearly he also forgot a shirt. The amount of hickies Newt left on him were insane, his neck was the worst of it but they dotted down his collar bones, his shoulders, his abs and he had clusters of them on his hip bones. Some were darker than the others, where Newt bit him but every single one was noticeable and in that moment Thomas kinda wanted to die.

Minho was wiping tears from his eyes as he slowly sat up. "Oh my god that's the funniest shit I've seen in weeks."

Teresa frowned slightly. "Newt okay?"

Thomas turned to her. "What?"

Teresa motioned to Thomas. "The crazy jealous possessiveness. He okay?"

Thomas nodded. "Yeah he's alright."

"I can lay off a bit."

Thomas shook his head. "No, he's alright. We talked about it."

"How did you talk? Newt's mouth was clearly busy." Minho snorted as he motioned to Thomas' body.

Thomas shrugged. "I don't know especially because mine was too."

Minho made a face. "Ew what the fuck Thomas, gross."

"You kinda had that one coming Min," Teresa said as she grabbed an apple from the fridge and sat down on the floor.

"How?!" Minho snapped. "I didn't ask to hear about whatever Thomas and Newt do behind closed doors...or curtains."

"You we're picking on him."

"Okay with hickies like that how can you not?"

Teresa rolled her eyes. "Minho leave Newt and Thomas alone challenge."

"Newt and Thomas don't fuck when Minho is literally a curtain over challenge."

"We didn't fuck," Thomas said as he picked up a random shirt from the couch and pulled it on, hoping it was his.

"Well whatever you were doing in there," Minho said as he shuttered. "Don't."

"Newt was claiming his territory," Teresa pointed out which Thomas nodded to.

"It's vile." Minho stuck his tongue out.

Teresa rolled her eyes. "Oh my god drama king, he's happy shut up."

"You guys are good friends," Thomas said.

"I know." Minho smiled as he fist bumped Teresa.

"Seriously he knows that he has nothing to worry about though right? Like you're adorable Tom but even if you were straight you're not my type."

Minho looked at her weird. "What's your type then?"

"Wouldn't you like to know."

"Newt knows, he's not upset with you Teresa, don't worry about it," Thomas said.

"I'm surprised he didn't fuckin bite his name into your chest," Minho said as Thomas just shook his head.

"Minho's jealous," Teresa whispered loudly to Thomas.

Minho grabbed her ankle and tugged and then they were wrestling on the floor.

Thomas shook his head as he watched them.

Newt pushed the curtain aside then, rubbing his eyes as he walked out into the main section of the bus. "How the bloody hell is a guy supposed to get any sleep when his friends are pounding around like fucking elephants?"

"Edward!" Minho shouted as he lost interest in fighting Teresa and sat up. "Bella's been lonely out here without you."

Newt looked at him in disgust. "I'm sorry, did you just make a twilight reference?"

"Yes."

Newt looked at Teresa as he pointed at Minho. "Can we throw it off the bus?"

Teresa laughed at that and pushed Minho fully off of her so she could stand up.

"Seriously Newt, was your goal to eat Thomas or something?"

"What are you talking about?" Newt asked as he tried to fix his hair with his fingers.

"Thomas. Shirt. Lift."

Thomas rolled his eyes but pulled them hem of his shirt up so he could show Newt the damage he did. When he put it back down Newt was smirking.

"And what about it Minho?"

"You're literally ten years old."

Newt rolled his eyes. "Try twenty two bitch and if I wanna bite my boyfriend I bloody well will."

"Burned." Teresa snorted as Minho kicked her.

Newt sat down next to Thomas, the smirk still on his face.

"That's hot as fuck," Newt said under his breath.

Thomas rolled his eyes but took Newt's hand in his, intertwining their fingers. Newt smiled and brought their hands up to his mouth, kissing Thomas' hand softly.

Teresa threw a crumpled up ball of paper at paper at Newt. "Yo blondie listen to me for a second."

Newt turned his head to look at her. "Yeah?"

"Gimmie some boundaries, I don't want you to feel the need to devour Thomas with your mouth after every time we go out in public."

"Teresa shut up," Thomas said between his teeth.

She cocked her head in confusion at him.

"I don't mind the whole devouring me with his mouth thing. Don't tell him to stop."

Teresa laughed at that. "Thomas you honry fuck, but seriously Newt. I don't wanna overstep and upset you."

"Tommy I'll put my mouth anywhere you want me too," Newt said as he winked at him which made Minho gag loudly. He turned to Teresa then. "Maybe don't kiss him."

Teresa nodded. "Fair. Got it." Teresa smiled a bit. "Sorry Thomas you don't get the privilege of kissing me."

"I bet you're a shit kisser anyways," Newt teased as Teresa dramatically gasped and clutched her chest.

"I'm the best kisser."

"Newt's pretty good," Thomas piped in.

"All of you shut up, I have you all beat by like a mile, I'm clearly the best," Minho said as he flexed his arm.

Newt rolled his eyes at that. "That's not what Lizzy said."

Teresa's eyes widened almost comically. "You kissed Lizzy?!"

"Oh my god it was one time!" Minho snapped back as he glared at Newt.

Newt tried to stifle his laughter. "Not tea, just facts."

"Who even let you speak?" Minho asked as he kicked Newt's legs.

"Me bitch."

"I hate all of you, you all suck." Minho glared at Newt. "And don't make a gay sex joke about sucking dicks, you always do that."

Newt made a heart with his hands before blowing a kiss at Minho. "I love you babe."

"Is no one gonna tell me the story of Minho and Lizzy?" Teresa asked, disbelief still on her face.

Minho shot Newt a look to which Newt returned with a smirk.

"Well you see it was on Halloween..."

"Nope!" Minho shouted as he lunged at Newt and clasped his hands over his mouth. Newt struggled under him, letting go of Thomas' hand to try and rip Minho's hands off his mouth.

"THE PEOPLE DESERVE TO KNOW!" Newt shouted as he broke free for a mere second.

Thomas got up and sat next to Teresa out of fear of being kicked in the face by their flying limbs.

"How do they live together?" Thomas asked which made Teresa laugh.

"To this day I still don't know."

Thomas just shook his head as he watched the two boys wrestle full force on the opposing couch.

"You know we could just text Lizzy," Thomas suggested.

Minho's head shot up at that. "No!" He looked down at Newt in horror. "I'm gonna kill your boyfriend."

Thomas held his phone up to his mouth. "Hey Siri...call Lizzy."

In a flash Minho was on him, grabbing the phone while Teresa held her hands open shouting for Thomas to pass it to her. Newt was desperately trying to pull Minho off with little success.

Thomas couldn't keep the stupid smile off his face. If Newt felt the need to bite the shit out of him every once and a while to deal with their agreement so be it because Thomas was having the time of his life and he never wanted this tour to end.

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